.Wu Yihong looked at Ma Xiaole and was angry with a strange woman and asked what was going on. Ma Xiaole felt that there was nothing to hide from Wu Yihong, so she told her about the matter that day, which made Wu Yihong laugh and said, "Ma Xiaole, you are so powerful that you are so powerful that you scared the woman to escape in the battle." Ma Xiaole was so happy in her heart that she thought that Wu Yihong would not escape in the battle, so she would let you see it tonight!

After walking a few steps, Ma Xiaole suddenly remembered something. Last time he could enjoy that service in Foot Bath City, Wu Yihong is a woman. Is there a male waiter who can enjoy it for her?

"Director Wu, ask you something." Ma Xiaole laughed and hugged Wu Yihong's shoulder, "What treatment did you enjoy when we came to the city last time, when we went to the foot bath city to wash our feet?"

"What kind of treatment is nothing more than men helping with foot washing and massage." Wu Yihong seemed not surprised.

"That's going to cause trouble?" Ma Xiaole was very surprised.

"That's a big deal." Wu Yihong hummed the air conditioner, "What's the matter with those waiters? Those who have no money or power can't be as proud as you!" Looking at Wu Yihong's serious face, Ma Xiaole opened her mouth and didn't say anything. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

If you don’t talk to Wu Yihong, you have to look back at the waiter. She has a genuine urban feminine feeling, which once made Ma Xiaole have the urge to ride "the man in the lower liba" and "the snow of the spring".

Looking back, there was no sign of people. Ma Xiaole was very disappointed and sighed and hugged Wu Yihong and continued to walk. Wu Yihong laughed and said that it was useless to sigh. People were scared away by the big guys. Will they come back and let you ride?

"What if she doesn't come back? I'll ride you tonight, that's not scared!" Ma Xiaole said half-jokingly, and pinched Wu Yihong's shoulder hard, "When the time comes, do you really be afraid or not!"

The two of them returned to the Yinlong International Hotel with a smile and talked and laughed. Lao Wang had already returned, his face was flushed, and he looked like the pleasure of indulgence had not yet faded.

"Lao Wang, you don't even call us when you go shopping." Ma Xiaole said deliberately, "Director Wu and I dare not go far, so we walked at the intersection."

"Haha, I haven't visited, I just found a place to get my hair done." Lao Wang smiled embarrassedly as he touched the few hairs.

Ma Xiaole didn't ask much, just to make a fuss about this matter, there's nothing worth asking, "Old Wang, if you have a rest, just book a room first. Mu Jinguo must be accompanied by it, otherwise the baskets in our village will be rotten in the agricultural machinery factory building!"

"Okay, I know this." Lao Wang agreed happily, "Anyway, I don't have to drive at night, so I just stared at him and drank."

Ma Xiaole nodded and returned to his room. He lay flat on the bed with his limbs spreading open and loose. He felt unhappy no matter how he said that he had such great expectations for the willow weaving project. Unexpectedly, he became like this now, neither dead nor cold nor hot.

After thinking too much, Ma Xiaole was confused. When Wu Yihong and Lao Wang shouted, it was already time to eat. Ma Xiaole got up and washed his face. The three of them went to the private room on the fourth floor to wait for Mu Jinguo and the others to arrive.

Mu Jinguo brought three people. According to the introduction, one was the boss of the foreign trade company, surnamed Shi, the other two were the vice president in charge of the acquisition, and the other was the driver.

There was no need to talk nonsense during the meal, and just for one purpose, drinking. Lao Wang's ability at the table was no less than that of a public relations lady. He was very funny when picking up condoms. Everyone was said to be happy. In addition, Wu Yihong was pushed to the front from time to time to persuade him to drink, so drinking was something that he could not realize. Even Ma Xiaole admired Lao Wang for this.

Six men and one woman drank three bottles of white wine before the hot dishes were served. They also had some desire to drink, and then they opened their mouths to drink. The talk was very good. The boss named Shi agreed and said that he could help collect the baskets and export them to South Korea. Ma Xiaole felt a little relieved after hearing this. No matter what, the baskets of the willow weaving factory would not be rotten in the factory. If the village doesn't make money, it would not be profitable. At least the people have gained benefits, which is a good thing. As for not being able to make some face for himself, let's just do it.

With this idea, Ma Xiaole slowly let go and toasted frequently. As a result, the last dish of steamed flower bass was not yet on the way, and the table was lively. Almost everyone was shouting, and Mu Jinguo was even a little joking, and even speaking a little awkwardly, he was a little proud. The boss named Shi was even more powerful, and he was almost unreliable. He didn't look like a boss at all.

Although Ma Xiaole drank a little too much, his mind was still clear. Looking at Mu Jinguo, he felt that he was completely different from the last time he drank. Is it because Yuan Xiangjun was present last time, or did he feel familiar with him this time and completely let go? But no matter which reason, Ma Xiaole always feels something is wrong.

While he was skeptical, the boss named Shi urinated and got up to the bathroom. Mu Jinguo also accompanied him. Ma Xiaole didn't care at first, but what was strange was that they walked straight out of the private room, and there was a bathroom in the private room.

As soon as the two went out, they didn't know what they said, and they soon burst into laughter. The laughter floated in before the waiter closed the door. Ma Xiaole heard it harshly and felt that he was telling him that Mu Jinguo seemed to be doing something trick.

Ma Xiaole took the excuse to come out and asked Mu Jinguo for something, and quietly followed him up.

"Brother, how are I doing?" The boss surnamed Shi asked, patting Mu Jinguo's shoulder.

"Okay, that's OK." Mu Jinguo nodded.

Ma Xiaole was very happy to hear that, and thought that the boss surnamed Shi and Mu Jinguo were talking about helping him sell baskets, but Mu Jinguo's next sentence made Ma Xiaole's soles cool.

"Brother, you did a good job and didn't reveal any flaws!" Mu Jinguo laughed loudly with his stomach straightened, "I'll ask you to go soak your feet later. I have deep affection. The service there is definitely home!"

"Aren't you afraid of any danger? The police are in strict inspections now!"

"Not afraid!" Mu Jinguo narrowed his tiny eyes, "I know the boss, I can sign a contract!"

"Okay, okay! Then go after the banquet is over. I guess those three rural guys won't invite us to soak our feet."

"You can't go even if you invite me." Mu Jinguo laughed, "You have to be kind. Just cheat them out of 120,000 yuan this year, why do you want us to soak your feet? By the time, I can get at least 100,000 yuan. Oh, it's really easy to make money!"

When Ma Xiaole heard this, a sense of frustration that he had never felt before came to his heart. The feelings were that Mu Jinguo had lies, and the profit was less than half of it, and it was clearly that he embezzled it himself! Ma Xiaole was so angry that he wanted to pull Mu Jinguo's ears down, and then use a knife to dig out his heart and liver to see if it was pure black.

But anger is just anger, just an emotional vent and hype, and it cannot be transformed into facts. Ma Xiaole clenched his fists and thought to himself, even if things are the case, what can it be? Let's pretend to be a bear. Otherwise, the old guy Mu Jinguo would be so furious that the basket in the factory would have become a bad product.

With an extremely depressed mood, Ma Xiaole quietly returned to the private room. She sat down and was upset. Who told Wu Yihong's cousin Yuan Xiangjun that something happened at a critical moment? If nothing happened to him, how could he dare to do this in Mu Jinguo?

"Have you found Mr. Mu?" Old Wang looked at Ma Xiaole with drunken eyes and asked. Maybe he felt that he had performed well enough to urge him to drink tonight.

"No, I haven't found it. This hotel is big and I can't find it." Ma Xiaole raised his head and forced a smile, which was for the other two to see.
Chapter completed!